Ocupation: Writer
Life: January 27, 1832 - January 14, 1898
Birthday: January 27
Death: January 14
Who did you pass on the road?" the King went on, holding out his hand to the Messenger for some more hay. "Nobody," said the Messenger. "Quite right," said the King; "this young lady saw him too. So of course Nobody walks slower than you." "I do my best," the Messenger said in a sullen tone. "I'm sure nobody walks much faster than I do!" "He can't do that," said the King, "or else he'd have been here first.
source: 'Through the Looking-Glass' (1872) ch. 7
topic: Kings, Hands, Hay, Young Ladies